The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 109

Chapter 109: Chapter 109

Until the last note fell, the young boy stood up and bowed off the stage, and everyone still hadn’t come back to their senses.

The lingering music echoed in their ears, enchanting and mesmerizing.

Off the stage.

From the moment Rong Meng started playing, her expression shifted from a playful smile to disbelief, finally turning rigid, and she nearly flung the cake in her hand onto the stage.

Was that Rong Zhi?!

Rong Zhi... can play the cello?

Rong Meng could barely stabilize herself, she leaned on the table, staring fixedly in Rong Zhi’s direction, but unfortunately, she couldn’t see that black figure anywhere in the banquet hall.

Not far away.

Shen Luoluo listened, completely absorbed.

It sounded good, too good—turns out Third Brother can play the cello!

"Clap clap clap."

Beside her, Ying Hengyu was the first to snap out of it and began to lead the applause, his eyes bright and his tone extremely fawning: "Third Brother was amazing! Some people just end up shooting themselves in the foot, wanted to hurt someone, but ended up slapping their own face, hilarious."

As soon as the words fell, Rong Qichuo in front of them turned his head with a gloomy look.

Ying Hengyu snorted coldly, gave him a disdainful sideways glance, then turned to chat with Shen Luoluo.

Rong Qichuo’s hand holding the microphone was tight enough to make the knuckles turn white.

In the banquet hall, with Ying Hengyu as the lead, everyone’s thoughts were brought back as they clasped their hands in thunderous applause that resonated throughout the hall indefinitely.

Rong Yun had already sheepishly slipped to the back when Rong Zhi was halfway through his performance.

The hall was now full of praise for Rong Zhi; when chatting with Rong Xian’an, people intentionally or unintentionally brought up Rong Zhi, and those with eligible women in the family were already eyeing this Third Young Master Rong.

They all knew, with Rong Fangjun paving the way, Rong Zhi was not one to be overshadowed by his twin sister, perhaps even outdoing her, and from tonight onwards, the name of Third Young Master Rong was likely to spread throughout Beijing’s upper society.

-

Di Boliya’s underground parking lot.

Rong Zhi was sitting in the car, casually smoking a cigarette that was half-burnt, the car window was not open, smoke swirling inside the car.

She had taken off her suit jacket and tossed it onto the passenger seat, her white shirt slackly undone, revealing her cool white collarbone, her strikingly fox-like eyes slightly squinting with a sharp arc, the corner of her eye holding a touch of crimson, extremely rebellious.

Thinking of the expression she saw on Rong Meng’s face before she left the stage, her lips curled in silent irony.

After smoking half a box of cigarettes, she stubbed the cigarette out in the car ashtray, just as she was about to start the car and leave, her phone in the suit jacket rang.

The unique ringtone for internal personnel of the Heaven Gate Network.

She retrieved the phone, showing an encrypted number.

She pulled up the keyboard and pressed a few digits, and the call was connected, a processed voice coming through the receiver—

"Greetings, platinum tasker, your employer is currently in danger and has issued a request for assistance. Are you available to take the task?"

The administrator respectfully asked.

Rong Zhi frowned slightly: "I’m available."

Administrator: "Okay! I’ll notify your employer right away; task details have already been sent to your account, please check."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Zhi opened the Heaven Gate Network app.

A marked urgent task popped up, Rong Zhi clicked into it, the task content was simple: rescue.

The foolish and wealthy employer was surrounded in the wilderness.

Rong Zhi tapped on the task address, slightly speechless, she muttered.

Bai Su, that clingy spirit, what trouble are you off to now?

Although the task was urgent, the reward was quite substantial, she counted, a whole nine figures.

Rong Zhi finger tapped the reward line.

Alright, for the money’s sake.

She exited the app, opened the local network distribution map, pinpointed the employer’s location, and drove off from the parking lot.

-

In an old wilderness villa in the eastern city, Bai Su and Jiang Gujun sat on one side of a long table, opposite them, a corpulent man with a scar on his face was grinning at them, ordering those beside him to pour them drinks.

"What’s the matter for which Lord Yan has invited me today? You know I have a lot on my plate every day, fairly busy."

Bai Su lazily crossed his long legs, propped his chin on his hand, and swept his gaze casually over the man opposite, showing no fear despite being on Yan Yue盟’s turf.

A row of neatly aligned gun barrels was pointed at his head, yet he was as leisurely as if in his own home.

Yan Dunan chuckled, his face a mass of fat reminding Bai Su of glistening pork belly, though pork was way more appealing than Yan Dunan’s face.

He maintained a perfectly measured smile, internally picturing Yan Dunan as pork belly being sliced up little by little.

Jiang Gujun leaned in slightly, using the secret language from Shengge Island to speak to Bai Su: "Mr. Su, President Fei has taken the order, the administrator said he’s on his way."

Bai Su arched a brow, "Hmm."

"Young Master Bai, busy as he is," calling him thus, Yan Dunan’s tone was totally perfunctory, "I’ve invited you today simply to discuss the matter of the goods."

"Oh?" Bai Su lazily lifted his eyes, "What is Lord Yan talking about, I genuinely don’t understand."

"Do I need to remind Young Master Bai, about two weeks ago did you by any chance visit Blue Paris." Yan Dunan slightly squinted his eyes, intensely scrutinizing Bai Su’s expression.

Bai Su made a brief sound of surprise, somewhat astonished, then his brows lowered in a gentle smile, "Turns out Lord Yan cares so much for me, I indeed visited."

Yan Dunan immediately sneered: "Since Young Master Bai admitted it, there’s no need for me to ask further, that batch of goods, when does Young Master Bai intend to return them to Yan Yue盟?"

"What goods?" Bai Su’s face was full of confusion, his fingertips tapping casually on the armrest, "If there’s nothing else, I shall take my leave."

Yan Dunan reached for his back waist, those from Yan Yue盟 around him, sensing his movement, loaded their guns, aiming squarely at the two.

"I’d advise Young Master Bai to behave, for bullets aren’t as accommodating as I am." Yan Dunan leisurely leaned back, his voice coldly warning.

Jiang Gujun slapped the table and stood up aggressively pointing at Yan Dunan and bellowed: "Merely Yan Yue盟, you can’t even polish shoes before the Bai Family, put the guns away and let us go, don’t say I didn’t warn you."

Yan Dunan, sipping his wine, was not a bit angry at this, instead, he gently advised: "Young Master Jiang, sit down, no rush, aren’t we just having a nice chat here, once we’re done chatting, I’ll naturally let you return."

"If the chat isn’t finished..." he paused, his sinister gaze locking onto Bai Su, "then I’ll have to ask Young Master Bai to spend a few nights here."

Bai Su’s left hand was hidden under the table cloth, his long and beautiful fingers constantly tapping as if calculating something.

Yet on the surface, he calmly maintained a faint smile, "If that’s the case, I’ll have to trouble Lord Yan to prepare a bigger room for me, I’m a bit particular about my sleeping environment, can’t sleep well if it’s too noisy."

The villa was so quiet that only gentle breathing could be heard.

Yan Dunan’s face was extremely somber, unconcernedly twirling his wine glass, almost as if he wished to smash it on Bai Su’s head.

Jiang Gujun’s hand that was placed on the table tightened.

The tension between the two sides was explosive.

Yan Dunan hadn’t ordered an immediate assault on Bai Su because they hadn’t crossed paths often before, he didn’t know Bai Su as a person nor if he was aware of the goods’ existence, yet that night’s witnesses confirmed Bai Su’s presence at Blue Paris.